Xu Yangyi smiled, his smile carrying a modicum of coldness. At this point, the two people in front of him had drawn themselves up to full height. He could see their Qi Condensation qi swelling. The spiritual pressure release of two middle Qi Condensation cultivators was enough to make ordinary people feel a mysterious shudder, but to him, this was nothing but a cup of water on a burning cart.
âHuh?â The bouncersâ gazes stirred. âI didnât think you cultivated too.â
âBut with your essence thatâs so weak we canât even sense it, youâre not getting in.â
âSo beat it! Yellow monkey!â
The pair finished speaking, and the spiritual pressures of middle Qi Condensation dramatically exploded, surging forth like an ocean tide.
Xu Yangyi faintly snorted.
In the next second, the two charging spiritual pressures suddenly reversed. Like they were hit by a hammer, the two bouncers didnât even utter a word as they quickly flew back and vomited blood. They slammed into the wall with a crash.
âMarquis?!â The salesmanâs eyes instantly needled, and he looked at Xu Yangyi in disbelief.
There still wasnât half a bit of spiritual pressure from the demon slayerâs body, but at this moment⊠the salesman felt that Xu Yangyi was unfathomable.
âMarquis⊠heâs actually a Marquis!!!â Eyes wide and mouth ajar, he dumbly looked at the back of the door. âA real, living Marquis! This is frigginâ unbelievable! I actually got to see a Marquis standing in front of me in my life! And⊠h-he should probably be Chinese!â
âPut your hand down.â At this time, Xu Yangyiâs voice was heard. âOtherwise, I canât guarantee that itâll still be attached to you.â
The salesmanâs hand was unwittingly on his cell phone. Upon hearing these words, he promptly drew it back as if he was shocked. At the same time, he unhesitatingly took a knee on the floor and collected his thoughts. He immediately sensed the dread of a Marquis!
Even if his hand was chopped off, no one whatsoever would stick their head out for him!
Cold sweat freely dripping down his face, he stammered, âY-Your Highness⊠I-I h-hope you havenât been annoyed. Regarding our lack of manners, I expressâŠâ
Xu Yangyi brushed an eye over the salesman. Was there no naming convention of senior and junior? Was this just a custom abroad?
âMarquis⊠Itâs a Marquis! A Sir Marquis!â Presently, the black bouncer had regained his wits. Despite his injuries, he dropped to a knee and touched his head to the ground. He didnât even dare to raise his head. Upon recalling that heâd actually just called a Marquis a yellow monkey, his heart almost stopped beating.
âYour Highness⊠Ten thousand apologies⊠W-WeâŠâ
Xu Yangyi didnât pay them any attention and walked in, his serene voice fluttering through the air. âIf you mention to anyone that I came here, you wonât need to live in this world.â
âYes!â
âUnderstood! Your Highness!â
Xu Yangyi slowly walked in. The inside was a bar. Spirit stones were used for lightning, placed in ancient lanterns that were on both sides of the corridor. The passage was about ten meters long and sloped downwards. As he pushed open the small door at the end of the passage, an immense sound wave, bringing with it a passion that excited the heart, blasted him in the face like a tsunami. He couldnât help but scrunch his brows together.
He didnât like this kind of ambiance.
âOh? Where are you from? Japan? Korea? Or China?â A young blonde with blue eyes, her figure almost perfect, walked over and smiled with the intention to pull on Xu Yangyiâs hand. The ear-pounding music couldnât cover up a cultivatorâs conversation. âHow about you let me take you around for a tour?â
Xu Yangyi ignored her. Instead, he sized up the bar with much interest. The DJ was a middle-aged man wearing a warlockâs robe. He had a full beard, and the look on his face was ecstatic like he was drunk or obsessed. Under the dusky swaying lanterns, men and women gathered in groups, but there werenât many people.
Xu Yangyiâs coldness caused the woman to pout, but she didnât say anything and swung her hips around to leave.
He found a corner seat to the side; it wasnât remarkable. He ordered a few beers, and fully unleashed his spiritual sense. Everyoneâs conversations, every single one of their words, fell into his ear.
âHey, Annie, did you know that I saw a diviner today! Theyâre staying at the Kevins Hotel!â
âYeah, the Decade Holy War is about to come. Iâm afraid New Yorkâs little world is going to be blood-red. The Dracul and the Corvinus are New Yorkâs authorities, and theyâre about to start a war again!â
âShhh, lower your voice a little. What are you going to do if someone from the Corvinus Family hears you?â
âHaha! This meeting place is the Draculâs turf. How could someone from the Corvinus be here?â
Little by little, Xu Yangyi sipped his beer, but he didnât hear what he wanted to.
âThe Corvinus⊠are werewolves, and the Dracul are vampires. What is this Decade Holy War? New York also has lesser realms?â He leisurely spun the cup in his hand, the clear, sparkling golden beer casting an intoxicating radiance under the lantern light. âIn any case, this isnât related to meâŠâ
Before his thoughts even came to an end, a small figure was already seated in front of him.
âMister, youâre a new face, eh.â It was a young black guy wearing a baseball cap. He blew a whistle. âIâve been here for over thirty years, but I still actually havenât seen a Chinese cultivator come in.â
Xu Yangyi laughed, âHow did you recognize where Iâm from?â
âIntuition.â The black guy pressed down on his baseball cap. Afterwards, he pretended to mysteriously take out a paper bag from his pocket. âHow about it? Wanna try a bit? One low-grade spirit stone, and I guarantee thisâll send you to cloud nine.â
Xu Yangyi didnât reply. Like so, he smiled as he watched the man. One second, two seconds, three seconds later, the manâs expression changed and he started to tremble.
âM-M-M-Marquis⊠Y-Y-Youâre a Marquis! A Chinese Marquis!â At first, he was shouting forcefully, but his voice only came out as a mosquitoâs whine. He also discovered this, and his eyes went round and his lips began to quiver as well.
How was this possible!
He was selling a little drugs, but was actually sitting in front of a Marquis⊠no! That wasnât right! New York and China signed a treaty that neither sidesâ cultivators would enter their respective borders! Besides, how could a lofty Marquis be interested in a salted fish in stinking sewer like him?!
âS-S-Spare my life⊠sirâŠâ His voice shook as if he was having a stroke, and he stuttered.
Xu Yangyi didnât pay attention to him. Instead, he sampled his alcohol a little at a time and surveyed the vicinity. With the passage of three minutes, when the black guyâs complexion became as pale as a sheet of paper, he said indifferently, âEven if I killed you here, no one whatsoever would see it.â
âNo⊠Your Highness⊠Your Highness, I beseech you! I-I wonât dare to⊠IâŠâ
âHelp me with something.â A Qi Condensation cultivatorâs request wholly depended on a Foundation Establishment cultivatorâs mood to accept. No, to have the other raise a request was a favor. He slowly said, âIs there anyone familiar with business here? What I mean are families operating cultivation businesses. Like big families, such as medical companies, health commodity companies, and so on. At the best⊠pill-elixir companies.â
âTheir disciples and the young masters of their clans, stand up and carefully point them out to me. Are any of them present?â
âYour HighnessâŠâ
âStand up.â Xu Yangyi turned to his cup and said. The black guy gulped and shakily got onto his feet. But just as he stood up, his legs immediately went soft and gave out.
âOh, well isnât it Danny?â At this time, a voice from a side table laughed. âWhatâs up? Drink too much?â
The black guy called Danny didnât dare to reply. Instead, he scanned his surroundings with a terrified look on his face. Xu Yangyiâs voice rang out like a death spell, âLook a bit carefully. Look well, and I can let you go. If you donât, you wonât need to leave.â
âYesâŠâ
âHey, Danny, didnât you hear me?â the voice from the neighboring table shouted out again.
Unexpectedly, Danny turned his head and yelled angrily, âGet lost!â
The neighbor cursed Danny out, but Xu Yangyi didnât care. After a minute passed, Danny sat back down and said with incomparable respect, âYour Highness Honorable Marquis,... I-I saw t-that there really is s-someone! That guyâs a frequent visitor here. I usually see him hereâŠâ
âAre you familiar with him?â Xu Yangyi interrupted Danny and asked.
âY-YeahâŠâ
âHave him come over in five minutes.â
âYes.â
Danny sprinted over like lightning. After four and a half minutes, he was now bringing over a tall, young white guy in front of Xu Yangyiâs table.
Initial Qi Condensation.
âDanny.â In the instant the man saw Xu Yangyi, his complexion turned gloomy. Even though this was a bar, he was still wearing a perfectly tailored suit. âYou said an honorable guest made an invitation?â
âYesâŠâ Danny nervously looked at Xu Yangyi. Even if Xu Yangyi didnât put any restriction on him, he still didnât dare to disobey a Marquisâs command.
âItâs him?â The youth carried a trace of obvious disdain in his eyes. âAn unfamiliar and declining Chinese cultivator?â
âI think you donât understand. My so-called honorable guest and your so-called honorable guest are on a different level of standard.â He stowed his gaze, no longer looking at Xu Yangyi. âNot just anyone has the qualifications to be my Tullius Familyâs honorable guest. In consideration that I ordinarily still have little use of you, I wonât blame you this time.â
Finished speaking, he paid attention to no one else and turned around to leave.
But in the next second, his head snapped back and he looked at Xu Yangyi incredulously.
He couldnât walk!
No, it wasnât that he couldnât walk, but his foot was rendered motionless! Just like it was glued to the floor!
âSit.â Xu Yangyi didnât even look at the young man, rather peering into his drink.
âWho are you?!â The young man was on full alert, glaring daggers at Xu Yangyi. âAre you an enemy of the Tullius Family? What do you want?â
Xu Yangyi finally raised his head and calmly studied the young man. âSit down. Donât say that I didnât give you a chance.â
âDo you know what youâll face if you act against the Tullius Family?â The young man didnât sit. Instead, he tightly gritted his teeth and gazed at Xu Yangyi. âThe Tullius Family is under the House of Dracul as their financial managers⊠AHHH!!!!!!â
Before his voice even fell, he had already begun screaming!
A massive wave of pain spread through his legs, just like someone was squeezing his legs in a death grip!
He could even clearly hear the unendurably heavy sound of his bones cracking!
At his side, Danny gasped. Almost out of reflex, Danny turned around to run away, but as soon as he turned he respectfully stopped in his steps. Like a loyal Pekingese dog, he stood in place.
âThe Tullius Family wonât let you off!!!â the young man screamed as he landed on the floor with a thud. He shrieked at the top of his lungs, âYou actually dare to attack me! Iâll remember you clearly! You Chinese cultivator! My name is Warren Tullius! The grandson of the Tullius Familyâs elder! And my grandfather just advanced into a Marquis! A Marquis!!! Oh⊠FUCK! I think my ankle broke!â
Before he even finished screaming, two soft bone-like noises rang out, distinctly entering Dannyâs ears. Dannyâs body went weak, and he quickly trembled as he kneeled down.
Warrenâs ankle was already on the verge of snapping.
âIâm an easy-going person.â Xu Yangyi finally turned his head around. âAt least I am ordinarily. But that doesnât mean Iâm willing to let someone shout in front of
This Throne
.â
He lifted his chin up towards an empty place. Warrenâs complexion was ashen and his lips were pale. In the end, he clenched his teeth, shot Xu Yangyi a fierce look, and walked away.
The situation was something that human strength couldnât change. He thoroughly understood that the realm of this Chinese cultivator in front of him was perhaps much higher than his own!
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